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Revan found herself humming as she walked down the street of the market, passing a few troopers and a cantina on the upper levels. She could sense something has gone wrong, she expected to see her master at the cantina. Revan, our cover's blown...Get to the safehouse.. she stopped walking and looked around slowly, she could sense the tension of the force now, she quickly turned around and practically darted back to he safe house. almost running into a few troopers, she bowed and continued racing against time, or so she felt.

The safe-house never felt like home to her as she quickly entered the front door looking around. then again it never did. She brushed her black hair out of her face and went to find the others that had joined them in hiding on Taris. By the time she entered the main room her hands were shaking a little; she hated the force, well at least the times she could feel the dark presence, ever since... she shook her head and sat down waiting for her master to arrive. after a few seconds she could feel her lightsaber in her hand, twitching to turn on.